"I lived in Lapland," said Hoodie the Crow. "And who do you think I knew there?"
"No one of any dignity," said Purpurpurati the Peacock.
"I knew your White-as-a-Pearl. She had become an old ugly witch-woman."
"Base crow!" said Purpurpurati and he walked up the steps and went away.
Then Hoodie the Crow dressed himself in the feathers he had stolen from the Peacock and went away and walked across the field admiring himself. But a Fox that had promised to bring a Peacock to his Mother-in-law saw Hoodie the Crow and stole up beside him and caught him in his mouth and carried him away. And that was the end of Hoodie who was such a clever crow. "This Peacock is very tough," said the Fox's Mother-in-law as she ate Hoodie. "What would your Ladyship have?" said Rory the Fox. "Peacock is always tough."
